hey baby Girl!
you are about 17 months old now.
you are mischievious.
you cry. you cry a lot.
your daddy said you were gaya gaya as you like to imitate what other people are doing.
you like to throw your dirty diaper in the garbage.
you search for your pacifier in your sleep.
you nod your head when asked if you like school.
you know to put your pink boots in the hallway closet.
you are fearless.
you slide headfirst down your plastic slide.
you turn off the TV while we are watching ...then you check for our reaction.
you blow on hot food.
you don't say much (still cavegirl gibberish) ...but sounds like you can say "more" and "please" and "buh-bye"
you like sweets.
you hate hats and ribbons in your hair.
you are headstrong.
you don't really care when i tell you No...No...No...No.
people smile when they see you.
i get a lot of compliments that you are beautiful.
you love me.
i love you.
